indira babbellapati

Mama - Poem by indira babbellapati

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Mama, why does the moonCome with me everywhereThat's because you and moonAre forever friends, my dearMama, why do the crowsSit on the wire togetherThat's because the crowsAre all at a meeting to decideHow they should shareThe food one findsMama, why to the cloudsMove on the sky so fastThat's because somebodySo far away is very thirstyMama, why does the windTouch me when it blowsThat's because the windLoves you alwaysMama, you're like the moon, like the crow, like the cloud and like the wind